by Alison

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I wake to her barks.

What dangers lurk outside?

Coyotes? Black Bears?

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I wake from a dream

of a long ago danger

I wiggled my way past

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every woman

has her stories of danger -

some end well, some don’t

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this story ends well -

I look outside into the

dark and see nothing

by Alison

sudden spring

in February -

ice crashes down

by Alison

sun and snow flicker

in my rearview mirror -

ahead blue sirens

by Kelly

Coyote or wolf?

Either way its watching me

and my little dogs.

by Alison

into oncoming

traffic I drive while fifty

cyclists dominate

by Alison

the wind keeps raging -

I hold my daughter closer

and whisper sweet songs